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Chapter 21 The Devil's Arsenal
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When they arrived at the Japanese kitchen, the soldiers of Brotherhood were dazzled. They never imagined that the food of these devil soldiers was even more complete than that of lieutenant officers of the national army.

In 1938, the Japanese Army issued the "Correction of Rules and Regulations for Soldiers in Wartime", which revised the quantitative standard of military rations and raised the daily standard of basic meals for Japanese soldiers in China: 700 grams of polished rice, 200 grams of refined wheat, and 210 grams of fresh meat grams, 700 grams of vegetables, even sweets, soy sauce, salt, sugar, and tea. What’s more luxurious is that they have four taels of sake every day and a box of free cigarettes.

During the special period, the food of the Japanese army will be more abundant. Although there is still a big gap compared with the supply of the US military, it is already extremely luxurious compared to the soldiers of the national army who can't even eat rice mixed with sand in the same period.

During this period, the treatment of the Tuba Road was even more pitiful. In order not to increase the burden on the people in the base area as much as possible in difficult times, the soldiers of the Tuba Road even considered it a luxury to be able to eat black beans for horses.

Yan Zhi threw a box of canned beef to Zhou Zhouwa: "Today, the brothers all eat with open stomachs, and they can eat whatever they want, but each person is only allowed to drink two taels of wine at most. If anyone catches a big fish, he will pick me up." , don't blame me for being ruthless."

Chinese soldiers have never seen such a sumptuous lunch. Some soldiers didn't know how to open the can, so they poked a hole in the can with the bayonet that had just stabbed the devil, reached out to fish out a large piece of beef, ate it, and drank it. Drinking sake, so happy.

This Nima is simply a bunch of hungry ghosts.Yan Zhi opened a bottle of canned beef and ate it on his own. In the end, he really couldn't bear to see how these starving ghosts were eating, so he said with a look of disgust: "Look at your talents, one by one is like his mother. It’s like a starved ghost reincarnated, can you eat slowly, a bit of a foodie? Later, if someone pulls his pants while fishing for a big fish, the labor and management will kick him and squat in the shit.”

"I can't bear it. It's so easy to get this delicious meal, but I can't bear to pass such a good thing as shit."

Wang Xiaoxiang killed two devils just now, which cost him a lot. Officer Yan was his savior. If it wasn't for the officer's two bullets at the critical moment, he would have crossed Naihe Bridge and Mihun Tang by now.He usually respected and feared the major, but after Yan Zhi saved him, he decided that this life would belong to Officer Yan from now on.

The soldiers laughed loudly at Wang Xiaoxiang's words, but no one paid any attention to the "teaching" of the officer, and the way they ate was worse than starving ghosts.

This is the first meal the soldiers have had since last night.When they came out of the military area, each of them only brought less than two days' worth of rations, and everyone saved food. No one expected that they could eat such a rich lunch in the devil's kitchen.

Satisfied with food and drink, the soldiers burped their bellies and staggered, ignoring the contempt from Officer Yan.

There are cigarettes in the devil's warehouse. Soldiers who can smoke and who can't smoke all have a cigarette in their mouths, squinting their eyes and leaning against a tree to digest food in the woods. The one who was scared was missing an ear, and blood flowed half of his neck. The Japanese translator, whose mouth was stuffed with stinky socks and tied to a tree, was trembling. He had just seen with his own eyes that the cruelty of these vicious men was far better than that of Japanese soldiers.

The corpses of the devils by the pond were simply entertainment for the Chinese soldiers when they held parties.

Don't forget your old job even if you are full of food and drink.The soldiers came to the devil's arsenal and opened the door. Everyone's saliva almost flowed down again. In addition to the four crooked handles that had been arranged outside, there were two crooked handles here, which made the soldiers salivate even more. Surprisingly, there are actually two 7.7-type heavy machine guns known as "woodpeckers", with a caliber of 7.7 mm, and the bullets used are also [-] mm bullets, which are powerful.

This "woodpecker" heavy machine gun is an air-cooled machine gun, which can fire both heavy-pointed bullets and light-pointed bullets. It is definitely a god of war on the Chinese battlefield, and its power is far heavier than the water-cooled Maxim equipped by the Chinese army. The machine gun is powerful.The Maxim heavy machine gun is too hypocritical and needs a cold bath to cool down. Without water, it can't play.

A team of the Japanese army is usually equipped with two crooked handles at most. A team equipped with six crooked handles and two "woodpeckers" like this is simply a nouveau riche. The weaponry is comparable to that of a squadron.

"My dear!" Zhong Jiagen's surprised voice came from another room in the ammunition depot, "There are still two big fish here!"

Everyone hurried over to see what kind of big fish it was, which actually made Zhong Jiagen's voice hoarse.

"My God, this is the Type [-] infantry artillery!" Xu Youzhe's eyeballs almost fell out of their sockets, "Brothers made a lot of money today."

The [-]-type infantry artillery was invented by the little devil specifically for the Chinese battlefield. It is a short and light artillery, easy to conceal, and has good mobility. No matter how complicated the terrain is, it can be found on the battlefield. Combat infantry provides powerful fire support.

"Damn it, the devil really wanted to eat turtles and sent us old turtles. With these two cannons, labor and management just want to keep a low profile, but the [-]-style loud voice won't allow us to keep a low profile, right?" Yan Zhi After hearing the words, he was overjoyed to see the [-]-type infantry artillery, and commanded the soldiers, "Brothers, move out all the weapons and ammunition and put them in a suitable place for use. After we catch the big fish, we will put these All the weapons were blown up, not even a single bullet was left for the little devil."

Xu Zheyou was surprised: "Blow it up? Such a good weapon is almost enough for our Eighth Route Army to equip a battalion. What a pity to blow it up, sir!"

Yan Zhi was about to scold Xu Zheyou for being stupid, when Fan Xiaosi, who was sweating profusely beside him, called Wang Daqi to put down the "woodpecker" he had just lifted up, squinted at Xu Zheyou and said, "Look at your Tubalu's achievements, Let you carry all these weapons back later, okay!"

Yan Zhi knew how outdated the Eighth Route Army's weapons were at this time, and it was normal for Xu Zhe Youliu to be reluctant to face so many good weapons.This is like a poor man who suddenly won 500 million and was overjoyed. He just got the money, but it is just as bad to be burned by a fire.

Xu Zheyou patted his head and said nothing. In fact, he also knew that it was unrealistic to take these heavy weapons back, but thinking that the Eighth Route Army was still using millet plus rifles to fight the devils, he was still reluctant to destroy these weapons he got. , looking like a miser.

"What happened to the Eighth Route Army?" Kuang Dawei, who was also in the Eighth Route Army before, put down the machine gun ammunition box in his hand, and said to Fan Xiaosi in a cold voice, "Although our Eighth Route Army is poorly equipped, we have never been cowardly in the fight against Japan. Certain armies were so cowardly that they handed over large swathes of great rivers and mountains to the Japanese devils."

"Bah!" Fan Xiaosi spat out the cigarette butt stuck in the corner of his mouth, picked up the hem of his clothes and wiped the sweat from his face, and looked at Kuang Dawei with contempt, "What the hell do you mean? Hey! The Eighth Route Army is powerful, then I didn't see you driving the devils out of China, or you regained a piece of lost territory?"

Kuang Dawei tilted his head and spat fiercely as a retaliation: "Damn! The Eighth Route Army's weapons are cowardly, but we have never been cowardly when it comes to beating devils."

Hearing the smell of gunpowder in the two people's words, it used to be soldiers from the Eighth Route Army who stood behind Kuang Dawei, and a large number of soldiers from the National Army gathered behind Fan Xiaosi. Stance.

(End of this chapter)